Chapter 142 Everything Has Changed

Song Yezi came to Little Star for the first time. Looking at the huge circular stage in the middle of the hall, she seemed to be able to imagine the scene where singers sang on it at night and people in the pool below cheered.

After following Song Zi up to the fifth floor and arriving at his office, Song Yezi's eyes lit up.

"Slot machine! You still have this."

"You like to play?"

Songzi stood behind her, watching her walk to the slot machine, looking here and touching there.

Song Yezi answered without looking back.

"When I was young, I saw others playing, and I wanted to play with it myself, but I never spoke."

Songzi's face changed slightly.

"You sit down wherever you want, and I'll get the wine."

After saying that, Song Zi walked away. Song Yezi sat among these old antiques, watching everything.

When Songzi came back with two bottles of wine, he saw Song Yezi sitting on his old sofa.He is holding a small, old-fashioned black and white game console in his hand, playing Tetris.

"You still like to play with this."

Songzi sat next to her and watched her pile up to the end. She couldn't keep up with her hand speed, and the small screen was filled with squares.

"I am a good person and fun-loving person."

Song Yezi handed the game console in his hand to Songzi.

"Let me show you what strength is."

Songzi took the game console and started operating it.

Song Yezi came up to take a look.

In the meantime, Songzi stared at the small screen, and his hands kept pressing the buttons that were only half the size of his finger.

"Wow, amazing."

Song Yezi couldn't help but admire it while watching it.

Songzi felt proud when he heard someone say he was great.

"I used to be a master of gaming, but I haven't played much in the past few years. I just collect some old antiques from the past."

Song Yezi looked around.

"You pretend to be very personal in this office."

Songzi smiled.

"Yes, our understanding is that we have individual personalities. If my mother comes, she will be beaten."

He manipulated the cubes to continuously change their routes and shapes. After playing for another 5 minutes, the cubes piled to the top on their own.

"Didn't you play with these when you were a kid?"

he asked naturally.

Song Yezi was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.

"When I was a kid, I had too much homework, and there was no game console at home. My adoptive father was a teacher and couldn't stand it."

Songzi immediately opened his arms cheerfully.

"Then if you want to play in the future, come here and play. I'll give it to you to play with as much as you want!"

Song Yezi nodded.

"You are indeed full of treasures here."

Song Zi opened one of the bottles of wine, filled Song Yezi and his quilt with ice cubes from the ice machine nearby, and poured the wine into the cup.

"Try it."

He handed the wine glass to Song Yezi.

Song Yezi took a sip, and the strong aroma of wine instantly filled his entire mouth.

The two were playing games and drinking.

But most of the time I still played with Song Zi, and Song Yezi sat beside me and watched quietly.

Not long after, a blush gradually appeared on Song Yezi's face.

"This game console, when I was a kid, I wanted to put one in my room so that I could play it every day."

She touched the game machine in front of her. Songzi was still operating the old shareholder's slot machine.

"Now you can also fill your room with consoles."

Songzi stared at the screen and replied.

Song Yezi shook his head.

"No, it's different."

She points to herself.

"26 years old and six years old are not the same person. When you grow up, the things you wanted to achieve when you were a child have changed."

Songzi turned his head and looked at her. It turned out that he was already drunk.

"Then what did you want most when you were a child?" Song Yezi smiled.

"I want...a lot, but I don't dare to say it. My father and mother have been very good to me, at least when there was no Song Jingyang."

As she spoke, she stood up, left the game console, and plopped down directly on Songzi's office chair.

"When they have their own kids, the most important thing I want is for them to take me out alone for once."

"But I don't want to anymore."

Song Yezi lowered his head.

"I'm past the age where I need them."

Songzi stood up, walked to her, and spoke softly.

"You've done a great job."

Song Yezi raised his head and looked at him.

"Is that what you need to say?"

"..."

Song Yezi turned his gaze and smiled.

"Do you have a guest room here? I want to... take a nap."

"Yes, please get up and I will take you there."

Song Yezi held Songzi's hand and stood up unsteadily.

Song Zi took her to a guest room downstairs. Song Yezi fell down and fell asleep directly.

The mobile phone she was still holding in her hand was also thrown on the bed.

Just as Song Zi was about to put it on the bedside table for her, the screen of her phone lit up.

Just when he was hesitating to answer the call, the call was hung up again.

The screen showed 33 missed calls.

When he was in the office just now, Song Yezi didn't even look at his cell phone.

Song Zi could probably guess who called Song Yezi.

While eating just now, Song Yezi said that he turned around after answering a phone call, and it was probably the same person who made the call.

She put Song Yezi's cell phone upside down on the bedside table and left the room.

……

Duan Xiaowu finished the work in hand and saw that the time was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

She hadn't eaten her dinner today, and when she subconsciously wanted to pick up the phone, she suddenly stopped in mid-air.

As soon as she changed her hand, she picked up the intercom next to the mobile phone.

"Bring me a dinner in."

"Good boss."

Duan Xiaowu put down the receiver and turned the swivel chair with his body.

She didn't want to go home so soon. In the past few months before her wedding, Royal Water Bay was the place she wanted to hide from.

Chang Rong kept talking about the wedding every day, and her head started to grow.

Just as I was thinking about it, Chang Rong's call came.

"Xiao Wu, haven't you gotten off work yet?"

Duan Xiaowu's tone was filled with helplessness, but there was an unstoppable smile in his eyes.

"Yeah, there are too many things to do when I just came back to the company. You should go to bed first. You don't have to wait for me."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before he whispered.

"Ok."

Chang Rong hung up the phone and looked at the phone screen.

If Duan Xiaowu doesn't come back, he won't be able to sleep.Moreover, he still had many things related to the wedding that he wanted to discuss with Duan Xiaowu.

Since Duan Xiaowu doesn't have time, let's go back to the old house and ask Dad.

I have to say, it’s nice to live close to your elders.

Chang Rong picked up the tablet and walked to the Duan family's old house.

After Duan Xiaowu finished dinner, she sat directly on her office chair and played games. After her energy was exhausted and the task was completed, she slowly got up and prepared to go home.

"It's already past nine o'clock. You can't go home so tired and still discuss his wedding with me."

After thinking for a long time, Duan Xiaowu felt that Chang Rongneng could.

Then go back to your old house and hide away for peace and quiet.

Just do it!Duan Xiaowu packed up and drove back to his old house.

And when she walked in and saw Duan Chengxiong sitting on the sofa with an indifferent expression, and Chang Rong who was still chatting on the other side, she was shocked inside.

(End of this chapter)

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